“Time does not give one much leeway: it thrusts us forward from behind, blows us through the narrow funnel of the present into the future. But space is broad, teeming with possibilities, positions, intersections, passages, detours, U-turns, dead-ends, one-way streets. Too many possibilities, indeed.”

“Camp is art that proposes itself seriously, but cannot be taken altogether seriously because it is “too much.”

“Women should lobby, demonstrate, march….They should whistle at men in the streets, raid beauty parlors, picket toy manufacturers who produce sexist toys, convert in sizable numbers to militant lesbianism, provide feminist divorce counseling, establish make-up withdrawal centers, adopt their mothers’ family names…”

“What makes me feel strong? Being in love and work. I must work.”

“In a time of destruction, create something.”

“Today everything exists to end in a photograph.”

“A novel worth reading is an education of the heart. It enlarges your sense of human possibility, of what human nature is, of what happens in the world. It’s a creator of inwardness.”

“There is no one right way to experience what I’ve written… I write—and talk—in order to find out what I think.”

“One of the effects of the newer camera technology (video, instant movies) has been to turn even more of what is done with cameras in private to narcissistic uses.”

“So successful has been the camera’s role in beautifying the world that photographs, rather than the world, have become the standard of the beautiful. […] The image-surfeited are likely to find sunsets corny; they now look, alas, too much like photographs.”